![]() ![]() But that week, as silly as it sounds, I was actually excited to get my mail in anticipation of what I’d find…who I’d hear from. Mail has become so impersonal over the years…bills, junk mail, the neighbor’s mail, blah…blah…blah… that going to my mailbox has just become a necessary item on my to-do list each day. It’s not often that I’m excited to open my mail box, but for a few days around Mother’s Day this year, nestled among all the junk mail, were these brightly colored hand-written envelopes. When I saw them, it struck me how seldom I actually get mail that is hand-written and personal.
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